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| Shamus on view |
Me-usings and Me-emories
17 January 2021 - I am the first in line for a magic-carpet ride to the tropics... yeah, yeah, "in my dreams". At least there has been sunshine to brighten my spirits (where is my genie? perhaps I should take up the bottle). But that is enough feline fretting. I am fed and occasionally warm, which gives that unsatisfying statistical measure of above-average. Without need of pen and pencil my peeps can assess my well-being by noticing my tail. Curled up, whether at my paws or over my back, indicates contentment... being without a thumb I use this for my OK-signal. If it drags the floor I am in stealth (or get-me-outta-here) mode. And if a cat is beyond mad, the tail is cracking about like a whip: beware!
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clipped notes
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Today's Catechism
(for the autodidcat)
Don't sit on your feelings.
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| Bring back Bastet |
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| Bastet beckons |
Catty Corner
word of the day - expurressive, effectively conveying one's thoughts across a language barrier
Catty Corner
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